Use Me

Use me for your service (For your service)
 Here am I, Lord
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 Niggas was in that back room
 See, I ain't sittin' with that
 Niggas was hittin' that glass tube
 Yeah, I ain't fuckin' with that
 Auntie was smokin' that crack too
 My mama was dealin' with that
 Big skies out in Corpus
 Them lights was so gorgeous
 In the garage, I made a fortune
 I'm still tryna fuck every Mormon
 It's amazin' how I'm still searchin', y'all
 Still reachin', man, fuck the law
 Above the law, she above the law
 Close the blinds, let the lights go off
 Duck low in case they raid us all
 And take it all with speed and ease
 He like me on my knees
 Generational trauma things
 I wonder how far I could bring
 This shit to my existence, my nigga
 Can I get a witness? I lived it
 Turn into a vicious, I spit it
 Looked at me and rip it, just get it
 
 You ain't the only one that's searching for that 1-9
 You gotta go ahead and let that sun shine
 Everything gon' be okay
 I'm 'bout to steal a whip and drive that bitch to Montana
 My feelings roll, that's when I throw tantrum
 (LA, LA, LA road)
 Everything gon' be okay
 I'm 'bout to steal a whip and drive that bitch to Montana
 My feelings roll, that's when I throw tantrum
 (LA, LA, LA road)